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A nice cold breeze is blowing upon the cheek of Isaac while he is having a relax conversion with his friends over wine and dine. Then one of his friends stumbles about an interesting upcoming event that his school SIM is organizing namely the Art festival, which bring about a chain of thought of inviting Isaac to the event itself. Isaac agrees to the invitation through a toast to his friend which he thinks it is a great idea, since Isaac is working on his newer masterpiece.

Few days have pass, Isaac is on his bus to SIM when he overhear a conversion among the group of students wearing different color of T-shirts about the current Art Festival event about all the exciting event like the stage performance and all the booth program and workshops. Suddenly a gush of excitement runs through the vein of Isaac, wishing that the bus would arrive at the location as soon as possible.

When the bus finally arrives, he was already breaking his way through the student crowd. Then he chance upon the beautiful small colorful paper flower along the grass road pavement when he walk up the staircase. Dash across the plaza he saw the student making hand print on the canvas with different color paints, not only the handprint they have imprint on the canvas but the smile of the students have been imprinted on the heart of Isaac. Then an glance of collated photography capture his attention, while moving away his attention reluctantly from the handprint session, he was amaze at the many photography collated, which tell the story of the vibrancy life of the students which is totally different from the dull and boring life perception he has about the student life.

Breaking away from the crowd he found himself in the courtyard with a lot student playing basketball, the sweat and smile on the basketball face, realizing he didn’t bring along his paint and brush, a sense of remorse run through him, which he thought is a waste to not to capture the vibrancy of life on his paint.


Attracted by the nice melodic music from the atrium, he found himself draw closer like he is like a vine that is crawling up the tree to reach for the sunlight, which he found the beautiful pieces are play by the group of student with their violin and cellos, such splendors beauty have been luxuries on his eye and mind which he is totally engrossed and become part of the notes that the violinist and cellist are playing, and suddenly realize that the buzz of the student have become harmony with the music.

While his mind is still in sync with the beautiful music, he was wondering what is all the commotion about, but what caught his eye is not about what is the commotion is about, but the brilliant colorful artwork on the panel of the booth which exhibit the amount of effort, passion and love for the thing they are doing which reignite the fire and passion in him.

With the all the vivid memory still etching in his mind, he head down straight to his studio, then he stack out all his paint tube and realize the color he is being used is limited for past painting, so head to the store and grab the whole box of color tube and started painting his masterpiece dedicated to the colour of life that the student have imprinted in his mind at SIM has imprint in his mind and he name this masterpiece color confessione

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Looking at the paint, Isaac cannot draw any inspiration from the white canvas staring back at him, the empty studio just echo the hollowness in his heart. So he decided to walk to the store to get some color, the studio door open ajar and a small little girl walk up to the white canvas. And she reach out with her tiny hand reach into palette of color paint and dip her hand, without hesitation, the hand found its destination near the canvas, and it form unorganized but beautiful artwork. From behind, Isaac just walk out of the store and was astonished by the beauty of simplicity of the colour form by the handprint of a small little gals. Inspiration engulfs him and he started to painting with the little gal. When it is finally over, the canvas is full of colour and life, Isaac is astonished by the power and life of colour reveal to him, that he name this painting Colour Confessione.

All in a day work

Today, was out depatching, my mind is very clear suddenly, maybe is the coffee i take in the morning, or i have been enlighten either way...

Yupz, was pass the heavy traffic, but my heart is calm and peaceful and totally ok with the traffic.

Even through is one hour out of office, but alot have been in my mind, i must somehow be flexible and change to the environment, not expecting the environment change to me.

That way of thinking is stubborn and selfish, and hope everything is back to normal as the way it will be...hope nothing changes after all my foolish acts, but is impossible to think in that way, coz or else there will not be cause and consequence.

In and out of something set me thinking of things, let me change in a way to be be a better person, is what i think is not what other thinks, that is freaky important, learn to trust super important, be flexible super duby important.

for all my friends that worry for me, worry not more, i have decide to take alot alot step back alr, but the feeling will stay, coz i am still a human after all wahahhahaha...

Fool

yupz, i always been a fool, she has been doing things for us, i dun get the picture, but act as a irriating entity half the time, but she always forgive me. I am very apologistic that she need to go through the nonsense that i put her through....i will be myself...so be less burden of her...
Hope we can work this through tgt.

Morning stuff

something i concoct in the morning

Memories

Short stay hold no memories
but memories linger on
like vines wrap around heart
enjoy closeness yet there is pain


But the grateful thing is that her headache recover through my prayer, if she recover, i promise to head back to church...right away

In transition

Hope i will be stand up again, which i will, i am strong i will, i need to set back on my goal.

It has been long since i write, never been so release, yupz is sad, but is time to let go is time to let go..which i hold memory of nobody...

started on fresh page of life, the new chapter...the new beginning...just stay focus!!!!

Time to write!!!

Been bz with the last few week, and very thankful to my classmate for the celebration at MOF muackz muackz...!!!

Haha, time pass very fast, in a twink of the eye, is forth semster, is very cool to noe all...my classmates...for so long...

ps, cannot join them for johor trip...not durian for me...haha

yupz...is time for me to get started...on my study...haha

yupz...still very the grateful to have my gf by my side...i will stand by u no matter what.